I seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee youuuuuu Neesi!
*waves*
Lub ju!
Thanks my lublies, but I'm not far from you all. Not in my heart anyway.
Thanks for the PM Missy Boo. Sorry I missed you Submariner! And I've gotten every one of your communications 99! Every one of them! I love you right back little lady! And thank you so much for remembering me Kava Daba. It's an honour.
Looks as if you all are infusing some new life into the old green spot! Good for you! Have a blast!
I like it when you call me lady. Makes me feel all fancy shmancy. LOL I love you more!
Good for us? Have a blast? Hey hey hey! You come join us too please! *pouts*
NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!
I'm screaming that by the way. *jumps on Neesi and givesher a noogie and then a sloppy smoooooooooch!* I've missed you woman! *excited* where you going? Hey hey come sit with me a while? *pats the space next to me for Neesi to come sit*
Why do I feel like he's speaking to me? I swear I feel like he's speaking to me. Have I gone completely insane?
I understand, I like hear his voice but I am afraid.
May I call you Lyn? Yeah, the voice is lovely, but the fear is there nonetheless. I understand.
Although, I'm not afraid anymore. I do feel like he's speaking to me. I probably have gone insane. I pretty much am delusional. But it's okay. I don't mind. I'm not afraid. I'm at peace with him. I've been at peace with him for a long time now. I just miss him. A sweet sort of missing. Yes, sometimes I have my moments of hysteria, but then I think of Allah and that calms me down.
LMAO *thinks K3G*
*in a failed attempt at the british accent* Same to you, darling.
thats the view from the cliff that i plan to push u off from.
HA….!
I should have known there was more to the serioCOMIC than meets the eye…
I STILL see pearls. lmao
I am so effin blind!
Kyun jaan? :
lol because I'm a tard.
I miss her the most.
Rani – funny you talk about darkness… I have just closed my curtains (because the view out of my window is SO DAMN SEDUCTIVE and I will never be able to concentrate with such gorgeous views, cos my heart will just fly away, lost in thoughts out of the window… sigh.), and I've lit a candle and put a small bedside lamp on, and I am loving the warm glow that my room has…
aww… ever since Khushi, I've been in love with candles. Boo ji, lol I have a bookshelf that I keep my candles on and at night I light them all and it looks so lovely! I've taken pictures, I'll show you soon inshaAllah.
I am so effin blind!
Why do I feel like he's speaking to me? I swear I feel like he's speaking to me. Have I gone completely insane?
Neesi in an offline msn message to me:
Neesi:
oye hoye…stop being so dramatic
i miss you stupid head!
lmao she called me stupid head! *giggles*
I need to cry.
grrr it cut out the word! I called you a b i t c h
***. You know that's my weakness! Fine, I'll put monkey faces on her face.
Marine, lmao @ leave the drama for the series! LMAO LMAO you're a nutcase and i love you!
omg. that is exactly what I want.
I want to be sucked into the darkness, I don't want to feel, I don't want to think, I don't want to be, I don't want to exist, I want to be as invisible as I feel. and I don't want to come out until I'm doing waiting for everything and everyone.
MAIN YAHAAN HOON
jaanam dekh lo miT ga'ii.n duuriyaa.n…
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Darling, look
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mai.n yahaa.n huu.n yahaa.n huu.n yahaa.n huu.n yahaa.n
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I'm here, here,
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jaanam dekh lo miT ga'ii.n duuriyaa.n
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Darling, look
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mai.n yahaa.n huu.n yahaa.n huu.n yahaa.n huu.n yahaa.n
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WHY does everyone like MJ so much? I swear my Facebook was spammed with statuses about him! And my friend was all crying to me about him and asking me about songs of his, and I'm like, “umm I'm not much of anyone's fan outside of Bollywood” and she's like OMG YOU SUCK. lmao
OMG YOU SUCK!
………….. lmao!
I CANNOT BELIEVE I am saying this but – there is a world outside of Bollywood, you know?
I know, but I like to live in my head.
I hate cats hahahahahaha… no offence to your cat or anything, but I despise cats… with a passion!! I am scared to DEATH of them and I hate the way they glare at me and I am absolutely convinced they all want to kill me with their horrible little claws…
lmao twin thing, lovely. I am also scared of cats. I don't hate them, I'm just scared of them. Pretty convinced they will jump on me and kill me with their claws as well. lmao everyone makes fun of me for it, but i can't help it.
I was at someone's house a few days ago and this little girl brings out a cat from out of nowhere, and she's holding it in her arms like its a child and she's grinning at me and says if I want to meet her whatshisface… i forgot the name lmao but anyway, so I was about to jump onto the couch, then i remembered they could jump and i just backed away into the corner and told the little girl, “OMG PLEASE TAKE IT AWAY! I'M SCARED!” LMAO the poor girl took the cat away looking dissappointed.
I'm having so much difficulty concentrating of late… I can't work out why it is, and it is scaring me to death. It's like… I can see where I am going to head if I don't concentrate, but yet… I can't. Is it just this day and age, when we have a million and one distractions such as our phones, Facebook, MSN, T.V., music, movies, the forum, etc? (Though I really shouldn't put the forum in that category, the forum actually HELPS me to focus, for some odd reason!! People in real life are just trouble. lol. ) Or is it just me? Why don't I feel motivated to work hard any more? I used to be able to work for hours on end (ha.. no really!), I used to take pride in my work. Now… I just don't care.
Am I following the wrong career path? Why is it so hard to work hard? Hard work always makes for a more fruitful life, I have always believed that. Hard work – despite throwing you into the irritatingly noisy, grinding cogs of monotony – opens up a whole new world of creativity; it really does allow you to open your mind, and feel all that more refreshed for having worked hard. It opens you up to new lessons and new thoughts, and clears out the cobwebs of old confusions. I still remember the feeling of having achieved something through hard work. Despite being in a stuffy room indoors, it felt like my body was physically soaring through the open fields… I could literally smell the feeling of freedom, the fresh grass and the open winds around me.
I feel sad – more than anything else, I feel sad that I seem to have… well, lost my mojo. I feel sad that my intelligence (goddamnit I know I am one intelligent person)… (OK I don't have a clue why this is coming out in italics! But anyway…) seems to be rotting away and more horribly, I am not even doing anything about it. I KNOW that intelligence needs to be looked after and nurtured well, like a plant, for it to grow… and yet, I am seeing myself neglect it and I don't seem to be that worried about it.